Lyrics: This is a legacy I’m buildin
I get mad love soon as we step up in the buildin
Its obvious they lovin the boy no need to question if they feel em
Workin hard for a rack but shyt I’m stressin for million
Grindin thru the 4 seasons, while yall be taking summers off
You know that Imma hustle hard, until i my number called
Put my blood, sweat, and tears, in the game I gotta bunch of scars
I'm really at that point of no return, I feel i've come to far
Chay on some villain shyt, I ain't on some chillin shyt
I came from a place that's fulla bangers and killers, 
Sorta guilty, but most ppl be thinkin I'm innocent
I remain really militant, I don't hang with a snitchin bitch
Got up off my ass an said it’s time to put work in
And shine on this surface of earth, so me grindin is certain 
I’m juss trynna be successful, I ain’t trynna be perfect
I want it all, even if they tell me that I don’t deserve it

Im on some other shyt, so I dare you to try me
Them hammers on deck, I’m prepared for a hommi
If not me, then Imma juss let my mans do you grimey
Leave you boxed, have ya momma sheddin tears on ya body
A nigga got me fucked up, then he gon get fucked up
Bitches wanna get cuffed up, but I juss wanna nut bust
I gotta get my bucks, so flashin what you got
Then u prolly gon get stuck up, when that thing untucks
1st thing on my mind everyday is to grind and eat
Real shyt, its not a dream, I ain’t got the time for sleep
Steady climbin up dis fuckin hill that’s kinda steep
Cuz all I know is at the top is where I’m trynna be
I juss keep goin hard, I juss woodn’t wanna yield
Like I’m on shark tank, a nigga looking for a deal
A nigga been hungry, so I’m lookin for a meal
An still getting to dis money, so I’m lookin for them mills







Chayotik-The End Freestyle

Lyrics
Drizzy: Imma ride for my niggas off the rip
A nigga talkin reckless then I'm pullin off the hip
Catch me in the hood breakin bread wit the crips
Center St. to Ford Ave. nigga be my strip
I'm all about my team stackin money gettin chips
I'm screamin BustGang from the door, that's the rip
Handguns, automatic, niggas get flipped
Boutta hit a stain lil nigga that's a lick
Niggas gettin drilled, hallow heads in the clip
I'mma Grape nigga I'll never ever flip
My niggas throwing G's from the door, off the rip
Get a pound, break it down, 50/50 split
The 50 got 50 rounds that's a new kit

TG: Imma ride for my dawgs off the rip
Shawty bust it open for a nigga cause he crip
Catch me wit the locs out runnin thru the 6
Late nights, early mornings, trynna catch a lick
Hittin up the plug, I just asked him for a brick
He blowin up my phone askin did I make it flip
I tell'em hold on, you trynna pla me like a bitch
Gimme a couple weeks then I'm back up on my shit
I know some niggas down for the team, but they flipped
I know some niggas down for the team, but they snitched
They ask me if we cool, I juss tell'em suck a dick
Take a nigga down, Steph Curry in the clip
Center St. to Ford Ave. niggas know the shits
Catch a nigga lackin, we gon leave'em on the strip
Out here in these streets, we don't really give a fuck
And they just freed KG, now it's free my brother Chuck
And free my nigga Hump, he been down for some months
I swear when that boy come home, we gon leave a nigga slumped
Can't play these niggas close, these niggas really snakes
How you talk behind my back but try to be up in my face
They gon make me catch a case, I'm wit them killas and them robbers
Just wait til niggas home, we gon see who want some problems
Juss look at all my brothers, you can tell that we some goblins
Put my dick up in her mouth and tell that bitch she better swallow

Chayotik: I was 13 when I first caught a lick
I was 14 when I first sparked a clip
I was 15 when I first saw a brick
I was 16 when I first bought a smith
I jussed stacked a couple hunded dollars off a zip
Lookin like I’m sleep walkin whenever I’m off the shits
Ain’t ever been fond of a nigga talkin shit
Run ya mouth that’s gon cause a fist to come across ya lips
Get ya pockets ran, then jack what’s on ya neck an on ya wrist 
And if I like whats on ya feet, then you gon come up off them kicks
Some niggas act hard, til they bagged and start to bitch
But I keep my mouth shut, so I can’t be called a snitch
How niggas comfortable wit droppin dimes to the pos
I live by the code, so I’mma die by the code
Loyal to my niggas, I don’t take sides wit the foes
Whether they blood or not, Imma ride for my bros
I’m tired of these niggas showin all this fake love
Don’t give a fuck about your feelings, feelin like I’m Chinx Drugs
You know u not about it so don’t try to play thug
Or u could catch a straight slug right up in yo face cuz
Fake hittas round the way, needa put em in deep ditches
Shootin at us but they ain’t got aim, they keep missin
I’m juss statin the facts, don’t take it as sneak dissin
You a shooter, not a killer, it’s obviousLY different
My cuzzin took a life and now the nigga doin life
My other cousin beat a murder, I guess he was movin right
Funny how some niggas be strapped but won’t use the pipe
Scared to bust? Put that gun down, let’s see if you can fight
Keep my name out ya mouth nigga, hop up off my dick
For I leave you tied on the tracks or drop you off a cliff
My right hand man, he wit the shits, we ridin off the rip
Any prollems we gon reach and pull that chopper off the hip (And let it squeeze)


Drizzy Grape X TG X Chayotik-Off The Rip Freestyle

Chayotik- E.A.T. Pt. 1 (Expressin' All Thoughts)

Shakes G X B. Gotti Burrus X Chayotik- Keep It Real

1st track off the "Back 2 Da 90's" mixtape!

Chayotik- 2016 Til' Infiniti

(Chorus) They wonder who is the kid, that's makin music you dig
Its Chayotik, and that young nigga doin it B.I.G. (2x)

 My flow "Juicy", you can tell when I kick these rhymes
That you'll be so into it, lookin "Hypnotized"
I'm doin it Big, but jus wait until I get in my prime
Hatin niggas can't ever be a "Friend Of Mine"
Prayin On "My Downfall", but I ain't takin no shorts
You better gimme my "Respect" or Imma take it by force
Buck 50 you or ya mans, or let the knife slash ya necks
"Somebody Gotta Die", and they gon see the "Life After Death"
The gun on my waist is a "Big Poppa", that's a huge chopper
Hit em, have the cops on the scene askin "Who Shot Ya"
"What's Beef?" You won't know til I let them triggers squeeze
This gon be yall "Last Day", Imma make yall "Niggas Bleed" 
I manuever wit them sharks, how they get down
THey'll make you wanna kill ya self, "Suicidal Thoughts"
Juss hit mans up so he could throw me packs of balli
I stopped fuckin wit pills, so "I'm Goin Back To Cali"
Roll up some fat cause I'm trynna get lifted
Up outta dis world, so I doubt the "Sky is The Limit"
Imma "Nasty Boy", gettin naughty wit 2 chicks
With them "Big Booty Hoes", we juss "Party & Bullshit"
"Bust A Nut", then be out, gettin back to this money
"I Love The Dough", more than you know, I'm attracted to money
But "Mo Money, Mo Prollems", man I'm spittin the truth
"Kick In The Door", strapped and masked screamin "Gimme The Loot"
This the "Warning", my team fulla "Notorius Thugs"
That hit licks, shoot, and be on them corners wit drugs 
Made a onion flip, that's a grand quick
You can learn to move smart from the "10 Crack Commandments"
Fuck most of these new rappers cause they corny as hell
The Realest Niggas  feel me when "I Gotta Story To Tell"
Its "Unbelieveable" how I put all this "Flava In Ya Ear"
You "Dead Wrong" thinkin I ain't gettin greater by the year!


Chayotik-Doin' It B.I.G.

Drizzy Grape X Chayotik X Cuddy Clocc-What We Do Freestyle

Lyrics:
My team up like we vampin, they see us and start to panic
Flags  on the face like we bandits, kidnapping niggas gettin ransom
My .38 came from Tampa, no worries bout that shyt jammin
Gotta mixed jawn out in Camden, she black, white,  and hispanic
We doin shyt that yall can't do, yall wifin bitches we ran through
You hit itonce and then fall in love, I hit it once and tell that bitch Vamoose
Im too much I'm nuthin you can handle, put money on ya head like its shampoo
Said Im sumthin like a  Panda, holdin them long ass sticks,don't think that shyt bamboo
I ride thru ya block and then light it up, later that spot gon be lit up with candles
I'll show you what happens when fuckin wit us, outta few niggas we made examples
I'll clap wit that chopper, you act like a monster, make you disappear like you Randall
Them bullets be hot like the mantle, juss know I'mma blam you when I get the chance to
We serving these niggas like caterers, and giving them reasons to hate on us
Catch you lyin in ya bed, put the iron to ya head, but no I ain't talking bout hair straighteners
Niggas sleeping on me, gotta wake em up, I'll have cous come thru juss to shake'em p
Rated R, Ford Ave,Bust Gang wassup! Til the day that we die we gon paper touch!
(Chorus)
I got plugs in Atlanta, for them drugs and them hammers
My gorillas go bananas, we juss run up and then slam ya
Leave so much gun smoke when we done it'll leave your lungs filled with cancer
And half yall really aint wit the shits, yall juss front for them cameras (2x)


Chayotik- Panda Freestyle

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